#ALSO RLLY FLUID I LOVE IT

[batz]

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[boogermuscles]

roxy lalonde i love u and ur ambiguous ever changing gender

[mune-writes]

Hear me out

Jason todd seeing you wearing nothing but one of his shirts, just barely large enough to cover your ass

I can't write, but I need closure to this little idea that has been floating in my brain, also heard you wanted asks so...

oh my god oh my god oh my god………(i love the way u think)

18+ Content, Minors DNI

warnings: dom! jason, teasing jason (are we rlly surprised), sub!fem!reader, slight belly bulge if u squint, size difference mentioned. (please inform me if i need to add more, thank you!)

the morning after

sunlight filters gently through the window of your apartment’s kitchen, bathing everything it touched in a golden glow, your eyes catching in the light, the rays dripping off your form like warm honey. you hum a soft, dulcet melody as you lean your hip against the edge of the kitchen counter, the whirring sound of the coffee maker the only thing that disturbs the peaceful atmosphere.

just as you stand on your tiptoes to reach for the mugs in one of the taller cabinets, the material of your boyfriend’s shirt riding up your backside, you feel Jason’s hand on your hip, pulling you away as he takes it upon himself to grab them, his sheer size practically dwarfing you as he leans over, a smirk on his lips.

“Let me get that for you, doll.” he drawls as you turn around, his hands now placed on either side of you, resting against the counter, caging you in, and you can’t help the way your thighs clench as you look up at him, mind racing with thoughts of how he had you in a similar position just last night, relentlessly pounding into your throbbing cunt.

Jason couldn’t stop looking at you, how could he? the fluid movements you make as you walk around the kitchen, pulling out ingredients for today’s breakfast, the way your hair swayed with each movement. you were so sweet, he thinks to himself, a soft smile tugging at his lips as he continues to watch you, only for his softened gaze to intensify with a passionate fire as he catches sight of the lacy pair of red panties barely covering your ass—then he remembers how sweet you truly were, the soft whines that would slip past your lips, the low and breathy moans as your chest heaved up and down while he sucked and lapped up your sopping cunt.

could you really blame him when you had such a perfect body? mewling and writhing against him, reacting to his touches so perfectly, his good, sweet girl, taking him so well? and good god, the way that shirt draped over you, only reaching a little past your hips, rising just by a fraction to show off the round, soft flesh of your ass that once bore his marks, pink hand prints from his rough, calloused grip, and hickeys from when he ate you out from behind—just you wearing that shirt, seeing it ride up to show off the marks he’d left last night, it was your fault for teasing him, for wearing his shirt. why would you ever want to hide that body of yours from him anyway when he could worship you so well?

so really, you should’ve known better. now you were bent over the kitchen counter you once were making coffee on, back arched like a cat’s as you felt him draw a line over your weeping slit, your cunt pulsating with a heat only he could draw out from you.

“Please, Jay,” you whine, bucking your ass against him, hoping for some sort of relief as you rub your slicked pussy against his own angry tip, leaking with pre-cum. “Need you—need you so bad.”

“Yeah?” he whispers, leaning over you, his hand pressed up against your throat to press your back to his broad chest. “Y’need me that bad, princess? Need me to stretch out that tight pussy, have you make a mess all over my cock?”

there’s a teasing edge to his words as he swipes at your hole, already dripping with your slickness, pushing his tip in just to give you a little taste of the stretch—as if his words weren’t enough to make you whine and beg—but pulling out just as quickly, the cocky bastard. he loved seeing you like this, so desperate for him.

“Please, Jason—“ your voice comes out strained from desperation as you attempt to wiggle your ass closer to him, your cunt nearer to his hard, thick cock, only to let out a frustrated mewl as Jason holds your hips steady in place. “Need you—need your cock, wanna have you fuck me full, fill me up with your cum, please.”

“‘S that so?” Jason grins, wolfish and wicked as he continues to tease you, running his fat tip along the length of your cunt, purposefully bumping your clit with each stroke. “Such a filthy mouth on you, doll. Makes me wanna stuff my cock in it, see how dirty it can really get.” he chuckles, licking his canines in lustful amusement as he feels your opening clench around his tip at his words.

“Bet you’d like that, wouldn’t you? Y’like being all dirty f’me, don’t ya, doll?” his voice comes out in a low, gravelly rumble as her murmurs in your ear.

“Mhmm..” you nod, bottom lip tucked between your teeth, thighs already trembling in anticipation. “Jus’ wanna be good f’you, Jay.”

“That’s right,” he croons, chest welling up with pride at your submission, his gaze softening ever so slightly as he sees the look of adoration in your eyes swirled with desire for him. he lays kisses down your shoulder blades, landing a tender open-mouthed kiss against your nape—a reminder that even through the fiery hot intensity of the passion between the two of you, at the root of it all was a deep and profound love. “So good f’me, so perfect…’gonna take such good care of you, doll.” he murmurs, lining up his tip against your slit, pushing his aching cock into your drenched pussy. the tease that he is, he makes sure to draw out the moment, dragging his thick shaft against the walls of your cunt, eliciting a loud moan from your lips.

the sight of your cunt stretching out around his girth makes a low groan of pleasure slip from his lips as he sheathes himself fully into you. you drag your nails feebly against the marbled countertop, a muffled whine coming out of your mouth as you feel his fat cock fill you up—god, you could never get used to the sting, how good it felt knowing that he was the only one who could ever fill you up this good. your eyes roll to the back of your skull in pleasure as his hand comes to press against your womb, making sure you felt the small bump against the pit of your stomach all due to his massive cock.

“Feel that, doll? Pussy’s all full of me—fuck, s’fucking tight—like it was made f’me, hm?” he lets out a breath, hot and heavy against the back of your neck, a low hiss emanating from his lips; he could never stop the way his cock twitched as he felt your cunt flutter around him, the warmth of your sweet pussy against his throbbing cock made his head murky with lust.

“Pussy’s all yours, Jay—h-hah, s’all for you!” you moan, feeling each vein and the curve of his cock against your spongy walls, his tip prodding and brushing against that spot that always made you see stars.

“That’s my girl,” he purrs, his hand still around your throat, the other one holding your hip in place as he pulls his hips back before slamming his cock inside of you, beginning his quick pace. he’d been holding back before, but the way your cunt clenched around him makes any and all self-control slip from his being as he begins to fuck into you.

“Be a good girl and take my cock, yeah?” Jason whispers in your ear, his voice thick with lust as the lewd sounds of your sloppy cunt come into contact with his cock, his pelvis slamming against the meat of your ass.

it was going to be a while before the two of you have breakfast—all because of that damned shirt and Jason’s undeniable hunger for you. fuck breakfast, he had you, and that’s all he ever needed.

[tyangdoll]

thoughts on keeho eating pussy would it be from back or front :33 ps i love getting notfis of your post i eat it up

you have my notifs on? 🥺🥺🥺 ur so cute i’m giving u a big kiss <3 also… keeho 100% eats it from the back

keeho eagerly pulled your panties to the side, spread your asscheeks and buried his face between them, tongue delving into your dripping pussy hungrily. “mmm, fuck yeah… tastes even better like this…” he mumbled into your folds, making you moan, “kyo!” he lapped at your clit, sucking it greedily as he used two fingers to plunge deep into your tight hole. he used his free hand to squeeze and knead your ass, groaning against your soaked pussy. “god, this ass is perfect… fits perfectly in my hands…” he gave it a sharp smack, smirking at how it jiggled and how you moaned before continuing to use his mouth, sucking on your clit as hard as he could.

he groaned as you shook your ass in his face, cock painfully straining against his jeans. “my god… damn… love when you shake your ass like a slut for me…” he licked a stripe up your slit while adding another finger and scissoring them inside you, making your body shudder with overwhelming pleasure. his sounds were deliciously filthy as you rode his face, gripping your hips tighter and pulling you harder against his mouth with every roll. “k-kyo, fuck! gonna- AAA!” you cried out before your pussy clenched around his fingers, fluid drenching his face as he lapped it up eagerly. “fuck, like being eaten from the back so much you squirted? that’s so fucking hot…”

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pls comment/rb/send asks with feedback!! this rlly encourages me ♡

[voretwink]

(got some requests to do disposal and i’ve had this on tap for a while. as a frat boy myself who goes to a big SEC school, i rlly love frat guys in vore, so this one was a fun story to write. it’s a little longer and features some quite graphic digestion and disposal, so don’t say i didn’t warn you… although if you’ve read this far you’re probably into that stuff… you dirty perv😏😏 i got a little creative with the disposal/anal vore so, as always, i hope yall do enjoy! also let me know if yall would want to read a story involving high school baseball players and lots of cruel digestion😈)

Holden sat on the ledge of the pool, glancing over at the rest of the party. Kappa’s always knew how to do it best, he thought as he felt something rearrange deep within his guts. That twink from this morning was nothing but mush snaking through his bowels, and boy was he a fighter. He was still giving the 19 year old wild indigestion. Holden felt a breathy toot slide between his wet cheeks before taking a deep huff, the smell of digesting meat always got him off, and his stiffening semi was a testament to that. His girthy pipe of smooth, pink flesh bounced in his wet swim trunks, the head imprinted against the American flag print. “Fuck bruh, now I gotta take care of this,” he muttered as he rubbed his hands over his potbelly, sliding over the slippery pudge and all the way down to his dick, palming at his growing member. There was sudden movement in the boy’s peripheral vision—some twink dipping his feet in the pool, toting a Michelob Ultra as he aimlessly scrolled on his phone, all alone…

Holden pounced at the opportunity and wobbled over to the twink, his ass, belly, and bulge bouncing with every massive step. The hulking boy approached the obvious freshman, and in less than 5 minutes Holden was skullfucking the twink behind the pool house, a new record. The boy gagged and choked on gat white cock, the blush pink tip shoved down his esophagus as his veiny shaft throbbed with desire, massaged and stroked by the boy’s near constant gags. His face was painted with drool, snot, and various other bodily fluids as Holden released his grip on the boy’s fluffy brown hair. The freshman fell back and gasped for air, coughing and sputtering as ribbons of drool dripping from Holden’s sizable dick, raining down onto the grass below as the bulking jock huffed and puffed. “Fuck I love that mouth baby,” he breathlessly moaned as he knelt down and delicately caressed the boy’s slobbery face, his palm lovingly resting on his jaw as he peered into the boy’s watery eyes.

The frat guy bent down and kissed the boy, running his massive hands through the back of his curly locks. The small twink took this as a sign, rubbing his hands up and down Holden’s bloated form as he felt the frat boy’s slobbery tongue explore his mouth, sucking on his tongue and biting his bottom lip as the two passionately made out in a breathless haze.

And then, it was like a flip had switched. The predatory college student spontaneously turned from soft and sweet back to his cruel and dominating nature, roughly shoving the smaller boy down onto the dewey grass. He knelt down, straddling the boy’s chest, crushing him with his size before bending over to meet his victim’s face. Their eyes aligned as Holden gently pressed his forehead against the shamefully aroused twink. A wet grumble erupted from deep within Holden’s pudgy potgut.

“The last twink I did this too wants to say hi…”

His voice was soft yet gruff before his lips snapped at the freshman’s. His tongue explored the freshman’s mouth once more as the gurgling erupted, this time even louder. A repulsive gust of stale air rushed up Holden’s throat and into the boy’s mouth, causing the twink’s cheeks to puff as sour air rushed into his mouth and down his throat. It tasted of charred meat, stank breath, and an almost sour sort of musky— something truly disgusting. The freshman turned his head to gag and cough as saliva from the belch continued to pelt him.

Holden took this as a sign and lifted himself off the boy, squatting over him as he turned himself around so his ass faced the boy’s… how do I put it… face. The boy yelped a meek“No!” before Holden pulled down his American Eagle Swim Trunks, slowly revealing two massive white globes that were perfectly dusted with curly brown hairs—sculpted from years of Lacrosse and squat racks.

In a swift motion, he plopped his ass down, muffling the boy’s pleading with his musky fat ass. The boy’s face was smothered between those monstrous cheeks, his sense of smell overwhelmed with an oniony musk that was only achievable through days of hitting the gym and not showering, with a hint of sweat and chlorine, of course. His hairy asshole tickled the boy’s face as all 250 lbs of the frat boy (and the 25lbs or so that was left of breakfast) bore down on the young boy.

“Fucking eat my ass lil’ bitch,”

The frat boy sneered as the boy beneath him desperately squirmed for air, arms flailing and legs convulsing from the rush of pure musk and lack of breathable air.

Holden began to grind his asshole against the freshman’s face, doing anything to stimulate himself and the boy currently being assaulted by his salty musk. In doing so, the frat boy inadvertently shoved the boy’s nose up his ass, giving him a taste of unadulterated man musk and shit, courtesy of Holden’s proclivity to not wipe.

“Damn,” Holden gasped as he felt himself grow even harder, the muffled vibrations of the boy’s screams sending shocks up his spine as the muscles in his legs began to tremble. He pressed down even harder and with a couple wet squelches, the boy’s entire face was shoved in Holden’s rectum. His screams suddenly felt even better as the frat boy discovered a novel way of ingestion.

Soon, Holden was laying in the grass stroking his dick as the unnamed boy’s squirms pushed against his prostate, his feet finally sliding into his hole with a squelch and a little fart. “Holy shitt-” the boy deeply groaned as he came all over his lumpy, bulging gut. The orgasm lasted minutes as Holden firmly rubbed his gut with his free hand, feeling the giant bulge of an entire human encased within his lower gut, with a couple hard objects indented through the pudge. “Fuck, I’ve never melted two twinks at once,” Holden said with blissful satisfaction as his gut began to loudly gurgle at the currently living twink, his other meal being much further along in the digestive process.

Within his bowels was an inhuman hellscape, the twink lodged inside feebly writhed and screamed as he was slowly slid through a dark, constricted tube. The slippery walls of the tube kneaded and compressed him as he inched up what seemed like miles and miles of Holden’s hot and wretched intestines. He could feel Holden’s big hands rubbing and pressing down on him, and there were also disgusting blasts of air that would rush by him, resulting in squealing farts that were deafening from within the frat boy’s digestive system. The freshman could only sob as he was pushed into even tighter tubes, his body contorting in ways that shouldn’t have been humanly possible. His smooth skin was being sprayed with a goopy substance that made him tingle and itch, and soon enough he would meet his other twink friend that was along for the ride….

A rancid chunky paste of sorts began to coat the boy’s hair and face, slowly subsuming him as Holden’s breakfast and dinner collided. The boy thrashed and cried out as he was basted in a slurry of mysterious paste and digestive enzymes, and the boy soon found himself being scraped and cut against jagged little pellets and needles. The bones of the half-digested twink dug into the still somewhat-living one. As the two fought for space within Holden’s small intestine, the space and air began to grow thinner by the second. With a final, worthless cry, the unnamed freshman was snuffed out, suffocated by the half digested soup of meat and bone that was Holden’s prior meal.

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In the morning Holden awoke outside the frat pool house with a massive headache, a clear sign of the debauchery of the night prior. His swim trunks were lain in the grass beside him, and his gut was still incredibly bulging and loudly gurgling. There was a noticeable discomfort in his bowels , and this turned into an undeniable pressure as his meals begged for release.

Holden squatted over a patch of grass as his hairy white globes sputtered with fetid gas, his deadly guts burbling as they quickly got a move on. He saw the abnormally lumpy bulge in his lower bowels shift and convulse as a snaking log soon crackled out of his hairy hole. Peppered with bone and curly blonde hairs, a dozen or so steaming logs of the same magnitude were pushed from his gaping pink pucker.

His massive dick twitched as he felt something large begin to push against his prostate. His hole stretching as a handful of coarse, matted brown hair brushed his prostate. Soon the entire head of last night’s twink was birthed back out into the world, his hair caked with shit and anal slime as his body cascaded out of Holden’s hole. After his shoulders were (painfully) excreted, the entire body slid out of Holden like a creampie after a night at the bathhouse. His corpse landing in the grass beside the large pile of shit and indigested material. “No fucking way,” Holden exclaimed as he quickly turned around to see it for his own eyes.

The boy was tightly curled into a ball, his skin a pale blue and covered with a greenish-brown marinade of shit and gastric juice. There was some reddening and cuts from the splintered bone that ran the length of his body, but he was mostly unscathed—just pale and pruned from being dead and doused in intestinal juice. The most erotic part of it though was his cute little face, frozen in a eerie cry as he was cruelly snuffed from the world by some drunk and horny frat boy.

“Hot damn,” was the only thing Holden could mutter, mindlessly dribbling precum from his growing BWC. “Guess I should just hose him down and go for round 2,” he chuckled to himself as he lightly tugged at his throbbing erection, looking around for the nearest hose and Busch Lite.

[ayejayspam]

INFODUMPING ABOUT JOHN DOE<3

Regular guys are fully grown and were never children

His species is a regular guy (hair ball)

He likes burgers

He doesn’t like sweet things, but would eat anything you made him

He prefers bitter stuff

His favorite snack is teeth

His likes include you, teeth, eyes, baby rats, television, and static

His dislikes are under stimulation, being alone, “That Guy”, You ignoring him, and baths

He is afraid of water (reason being that regular guys have to swim through large bodies of water in order to escape the motherball which causes a fear of water in a lot of regular guys)

Doe nearly drowned in the river when escaping the motherball, which is why he’s afraid of water

Regular guys don’t need to take baths. If their fake body needs to be cleaned, they will simply eat it and reform it again!!

His fake body will melt if it touches water, but his actual body (hair ball) won’t die, it will just be very painful and traumatic

He feels through his hair which means that he doesn’t like combing his hair, tieing it up, and cutting his hair is the equivalent to cutting off limb

He has many teeth

He has the power to manipulate reality and get “You” to say and do anything he wants, as shown in ending 4 “Yes”

He is gender-fluid, bisexual and goes by any pronouns. “His gender is just as mysterious as he is!!”

He has no organs or bones, but he can create them if you wish!

He eats materials to make up his fake body. Harder materials lead to a harder form, as softer materials make his body softer. His form also can freeze in extreme cold and melt in extreme heat

He is around 20-40 years old (Regular guys are already grown when made)

Regular guys produce asexually

They are classified as pests due to how fast they spread

Doe’s IQ is slightly higher than the average in uncanny valley, but slightly lower in the human realm

Doe’s scars are not due to him being “sad”, they are a kink/reminder

The reason he can feel is because strands of hair are spread throughout his body

His hairball form is 2 ft tall

Cartoon physics apply to him and he is described to move like a claymation figure

His voice claim is Weird Al and Fox (the creator) stated that “his voice sounds like when someone is talking to you in a dream and you forget how it sounded”

He states that creating 2 eyes is difficult and it can cause him to have blurred vision, but “he will do it if you think it will make him perfect”

Even though he is a sexually active adult, that is not his main goal. He strives for genuine connections and affection

His shirt changes based on how he’s feeling and it can say words or have pictures!

He doesn’t have pain receptors, so he didnt know that stabbing you in ending 2 would hurt you

He slightly pefers taller and bigger partners because it makes him feel protected, but he will love you no matter what!! He will love you no matter what body type you are!!

He leaves you a gift no matter the ending (ex. even when doe loses interest in ending 3, he still leaves you a parting gift)

He is a sadistic masochist

His interest increases when you choose to not take a shower (he prefers your natural scent)

He also likes to scare you because “you’re cute when you’re scared” :3

If you were to kiss him, he would be very happy and his reality will reflect that!!

Everything about you is appealing to him. EVERYTHING. When he is in love, it is HARD to make him fall out of love, but if you are firm enough with him, he will eventually take the hint.

Doe is a hoarder and is hinted to be very messy. If you had baked him something, (ex. cake, cookies, etc.) he would ether eat it, or keep it in his endless pile of shit <3

Speaking of which, he will most likely lose you in his house :p

He’s not rlly good with comforting people with depression, but he will try his best!! He will give you all the reassurance you need by giving you “gifts”,(i use that word very lightly) affection, and watching tv with you!!

He repeats words to emphasize how he’s feeling!! (ex. “I just love love love you!!”)

He loves the feeling of static from when you lick vintage television (whatever the fuck that means 😭)

Though, he doesn’t need to blink and only blinks when he wants to, when he does blink, it sounds like something else. (ex. car crash, glass breaking, screaming, metal clanking together, etc.)

His birthday is November 35th!! (people celebrate it on the 5th of december!)

He behaves like he’s in a cartoon and can be a little slow… (in a loveable way ofc)

He’s allergic to pollen and certain types of flowers </3

He’s also more prone to abdominal pain and nausea;(

Even though he is odd, he is NOT the creepiest creature in the valley

If doe were an animal, he would be a Bullet Dog or a Bark Cat <3

If you were to die, he wouldn’t notice it right away *_*

Doe likes the classic series!!

If you try to comb his hair, his hair WILL absorb it

He watches you sleep :3

He has no ears ^.^

He can drink anything as thick or thicker than oil or blood!

His favorite colors are bright red and burnt orange

He LOVES insects!!

He has no blood and he is naturally hard as clay

Speaking of clay, he doesn’t smell bad or good, he smells like clay or wet rain.

He feeds birds when he’s lonely in the valley 🥲💕

He can’t cry, but he can melt and whine as if he were crying

He is a demonic entity (good luck, buddy!)

Because regular guys reproduce asexually, he can create a mini doe!!

He has no friends or family (besides you ofc <3)

He’s goth but he doesn’t know it >_<

He is 5’8 :3

He weighs 50 kilograms!! (110lbs)

His skin is uncomfortably warm to the touch

If you ever tried to stab him, the knife would get sucked into him and would reappear in his hand.

He does not taste good! His fake body has no nutritional value and in fact REMOVES nutrition from yours!!

It’s hard for him to close his mouth lol

You meet him in House Hunted 2, then see him in HH 1, then finally in the John Doe game!

Idk if I said this, but his nails are naturally black and his teeth are naturally yellow <3

He doesn’t know how to wear his jacket properly

Idk if this is true, but his scars may represent how many times he’s tried to get with you-

If he got piercings, they would melt into his body within 20 minutes 😭

He can express sadness, but not in the way others can

His voice would probably be really deep in the middle of the game

When it’s his birthday, streamers and balloons randomly appear in his house and he celebrates it with his meat effigy of You!

Although he’s not the most dangerous thing in uncanny valley, he’s very hard to kill.

Things he finds cute: Everything “You” does, when “You” is scared, baby rats before they grow hair, heartbeats, and eye contact <3

His favorite candy would be hard candy (or glass 😭)

His hair is slick and uncomfortably warm

Saying “I love you” is his way of flirting

He’s not mentally ill, it’s just the way he acts

He will talk to you about his favorite shows

If he gets to eat you, he sees it as a bonus <3

If you were upset, he would stare at you, call you cute, and wrap his hair around you

He would never hurt you out of strong negative emotions 🥩🖤

He has many rows of teeth that are just collected teeth to try to mimic a human smile

He would never hurt an animal, but they’re scared of him :(

He pefers eating things raw <3

His tongue looks like a lil heart in his mouth, but it’s very long

Whenever he uses human like materials for his body, he looks a lot older and crusty, so he consumes things like metal to create a cleaner body

He stops smiling when someone makes him mad or upset

He has many outfits, but his main outfit is his favorite

He’s a stalker, but not an insane stalker

He weights about 2.5 pounds in his hairball form

He doesn’t have a belly button

He hates Maison Talo because he gets too close to the MC

regular guys are actually pretty clean and they don’t need to bathe! if his human body does get too dirty, he will eat it and craft it over again, but if his hairball body gets dirty, he can take a dust bath! regular guys usually tend to each others hygienic needs too!

The creator stated that they see doe as "trans in representation," but they want their fanbase to have fun and make him whatever they want him to be!

If doe were on a boat, would he get sea sick? The answer is no, but he would be extremely terrified.

He has no preference for the gender of his partner, so he could be considered Pan or canonically, Bisexual.

John doe can drive! Here’s his license:

[wintergrofyuri]

@itsonlypolite

@wrathful-banette

TEEHEE OK

so. i forgot to say. skeptic IS a detective. a pi. a gumshoe. a dick, if you will. but i guess thats sort of implied already. i just wanted to state it clearly.

but anyways.

this whole thing was made bc im so fucking insane about the cage chapter. the themes about being a slave to fate and how our actions are not our own and losing control of yourself and your life. just. ugh. it speaks to me a lot. and ofc skeptic being an old timey detective is so universal. i joke about hating him but i Do like him and find him interesting. i want to put him in situations.

and thats what this whole au is. putting skeptic in situations. hearing new perspectives, having his theories proven wrong, dealing with uncooperative suspects, red herrings. i love when hes wrong or ignored or otherwise slighted. he seems very. sure of himself? not an arrogant fool, but more. a guy who hasnt been wrong before. ykno. and i think ur typical film noir (with slay the princess elements like cycles and fate) is just a really natural fit to explore all that.

but its Also about playing with the whole "perception based creature" thing that the princess has going on. i Love "character nobody really knows" and the princess, with her multiple forms and fluid personality, works Rlly rlly well with this concept. i love the princess and i think she deserves to be a mysterious "haunting the narrative" type character. shes like a spy with multiple disguises. or someone in witness protection.

and also bartender hero lives in my mind like a parasite. oh my god that reminds me i need to talk about the others ok.

hero is the bartender (as stated before) of "the long quiet" bc i think its funny theyre still in tlq even in this silly film noir au.

stubborn is the bouncer/bodyguard/whatever the fuck you call it. he kicks ppl out when they get too rowdy.

cheated is The regular there. he either sits at a table and mopes or gets roped into a card game with opportunist that results in both of them being kicked out (theres always blood drawn).

opportunist is a conman/snake oil salesman whos only still allowed bc hero is too nice and opp is too good at buttering ppl up.

smitten is a tortured artist, lamenting to anyone who will listen about his lost love and muse. he is never paying his damn tab, but again, hero is too nice.

cold is a mysterious figure who only visits the bar like. once a month. he barely talks to anyone and only drinks water. (hes an assassin LOL)

broken is the local priest (the god is shifty btw) who only visits bc hero told him to get out more. he doesnt drink either. he just looks vaguely haunted.

contrarian is a guy whos hard to pin down. you cant find him, you just have to pray he appears ykno. the only people who Know him are hero and cold, but hero refuses to divulge anything abt him and cold is just. Cold. ykno.

paranoid is skeptic's partner (lol) and secretary. he does half the work around the office (maybe more) and lives with skeptic. he complains and protests and threatens to quit, but its all bark. hes very loyal. to his own frustration.

now im going to be honest. hunted is Super difficult to put in this au. given his role as a fight or flight, base animal instinct type, he cant be fit into an au like this very easily. ive considered a hunter, but that doesnt fit him at all. so. im a hack and i should delete my tumblr.

but no seriously hunted is very difficult. ALSO. THE NARRATOR. ive been thinking if i should add him and how prevelant he should be and what he would be like. if he should be in the bar or if skeptic would need to meet him somewhere else. maybe hes the villain ykno. but im. not sure and i dont wanna make the whole thing Too big ykno. i swear its not just bc i dont like him (joke (hes fun to hate (but also i hate him), i genuinely am stuck on what to do with him.

anyways. thats pretty much it. i dont wanna derail this post with. yaoi ramblings. so ill keep it close to my chest. also b4 u ask, im. not going to make this a fic or anything. i dont have the energy for something like this and im not very. good at writing longform anyway. i much prefer tiny drabbles. and anyways, its kinda. rlly unfinished cuz ive been too busy thinking too hard about minor details.

listen to 3 time tony winner, broadway classic, city of angels with music by cy coleman, lyrics by david zippel, and book by larry gelbart. thanks.

I ALMOST FORGOT. theyre still birds 💜. yayyyy 💞

[blubbed]

ZOE ADRIEN SHORT STORY MASTERPOST‼️‼️‼️

1. Divorce And Metamorphosis — A trans woman named Miya introspects. Unfortunately not accessible online. Available on Foglifter Press Issue 7.2 here!

2. This Is How We Get Through This — Teen siblings Marya and Clara navigate divine pregnancy. First published in the Fall 2022 issue of Wrongdoing Magazine. Print issue available here. Also available online here via body fluids lit. CW: teen pregnancy, teen childbirth, cannibalism, religious themes.

3. She's Gone! — A girl named Lucy keeps disappearing. Surreal and sapphic. Published by the Origami Review. Available online here.

4. Your Novel And You — A small, silly, and fast-paced piece about you, your novel, and a series of holes. Published by JAKE. Available online here. CW: gore, implied cannibalism.

5. Hush, Moan — A short and atmospheric read about baby gays in a church retreat. Published in Issue 03 of body fluids lit. Available online here. CW: religious themes, masturbation.

6. Eating Her — Butch lesbian eats her dead robot ex-girlfriend. Less fun than it sounds. Available via PDF on dog teeth lit via Issue 3: Periphery! CW for descriptions of surgery.

7. Baby Bones — A preteen girl engages in morbid hobbies and an angel grapples with gender all while a heatwave slowly cripples the country. Live on the debut issue of Haunted Portal Magazine. Available online here. CW for animal death and descriptions of surgery.

8. Hatchlings — A newly-awakened butch teen connects/reconnects with her masculinity through interspecies motherhood. Kind of a meditation on birds, gardening, and letting your buzzcut grow out. Self-published (for now) and available online here.

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that's it for now! if you've read any of these i would love to know what you think. reblogs rlly help me ! spread the word of zoe adrien. first couple chapters of my novella BABY BIRDS is also available in my kofi for pay-what-you-can and on this tumblr blog (@lactation) for absolutely free. that's it love you!

[megumifuckmeguro]

A-Z [almost] SEX WITH CHOSO KAMO

As most of my sexy supporters know [171] as well as my poor infographics, long-form writing is not for me but I tried guys!!!!! 🎀

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex):

 Cuddling, cuddles, being cuddled. No cleaning, he doesn’t wanna. I no no wanna :(

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s):

Yours: Everything about you, if your in a relationship with him he expects that you will accept him for who he is, despite his interesting background, as he does the same for you. He cannot even fathom favouritism for any part of your body but he does unconsciously touch your hands a lot, during sex, cuddling, tracing them with his own. He’s very expressive with his hands in the show too (breaking Mahito’s game piece when he’s angry, crushing Mechumaru…when he’s angry)

His: He’s proud of his big arms and built back, it makes him feel masculine and worthy enough to protect you..and his tongue…so he can taste you everywhere

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically):

 Patient zero for hyperspermia (producing too much cum to a medical level)

Piercing cum

His cum is so projectile, it moves his dick side to side as it spurts out.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self-explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs):

If you just allowed him, he would be more than willing to do dirtier things to you. The curse part of him gives zero fucks and would eat you out during your period or drink your squirt, just to make you feel good. Since he hasn’t been in his human form for too long, the preconceived associations of body fluids being disgusting just isn’t conditioned into him, especially when it comes to you. He rlly dgaf

 E = Experience (how experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?):

 0 pussy in 150+ years…yet a quick learner

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying):

 Missionary, to see your face and learn your reactions. Mating press when it gets very passionate.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? Are they humorous? etc.):

N/A

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? Does the carpet match the drapes? etc.):

He doesn’t pay attention to it but if you point it out he’s more than willing to groom himself for your approval.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? The romantic aspect):

 Very romantic, he only wants sex for romance, just another means to show his passionate love to you.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon):

He lowkey feels guilty for jacking off as he’s wasting cum that he could’ve spent making you feel good and one day impregnating you, you’ll probably have to reassure him that it’s okay for him release himself because you won’t always be there to take care of it.

He rubs off to pictures of you, not even a nude, just like..you and him smiling next to the Eiffel tower or something.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks):

L = Location (favorite places to do the do):

 Bed, coach somewhere safe, and away from people and curses. you could convince him to do it in the woods but he should feel like it’s safe enough.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going):

 He doesn’t need motivation. He’s needy 24/7 but just doesn’t wanna overwhelm you.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn-offs):

 Just doesn’t want to harm you, physically or emotionally. If you ask him to be rougher with his words or to choke you or something…he’ll try…but it will come off half-hearted or hesitant “you’re such a…slut..” he frowns “y/n” he says softly “why do you wanna be called this again?” LOOL

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.):

Definitely prefers giving, because he just wants to please you, and honestly blowjobs can be too stimulating for him, he would rather cherish your pussy by eating it slow, eyes droopy, dark eyebrows slightly upturned, kitten licks on your clit like it would produce milk. Much more enjoyable to him.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.):

 Can be both, it depends on the mood if your egging him on with dirty words he might clench his teeth and push you into a mating press fucking you deep and fast like an animal.

He could also be loving and breathless and whiny, fucking you slow and deep, holding your head down with both hands staring into your eyes intensely. He’s breathing harshly through his nose, trying not to succumb to overwhelming passion.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.):

 He doesn’t really like them, but that doesn’t mean he doesn’t need them, he definitely yearns for you in public or when your busy, he would fuck hard and fast in the moment but gets post-nut clarity, he wishes he savoured you longer. He pushes his dick slower and slower, trying to prolong the moment even after cumming giving you pleading but knowing eyes, that the moment was just a quickie.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? Do they take risks? etc.):

 No way, your safety is his top priority, as an older brother he has confidence in his ability to protect and make the right choices for their safety, that will also include yours. So he wouldn’t risk hurting you or having sex in a comprising environment.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? How long do they last?):

However long you let him, he can stay hard as many times as he likes since he can control the blood flow in his body.

T = Toys (do they own toys? Do they use them? on a partner or themselves?):

He’s okay with them as long as his dick or his hands or mouth is inside you too. He doesn’t wanna miss out, otherwise he’ll probably get jealous of the dildo lol.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease):

 N/A

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.):

 At first, he tries not to make too much noise, as he is a man who’s only ever known to fight, vulnerability like slipping the control of his voice, subconsciously he tries to make sure it doesn’t. He’s not very good at it though, just reassure him once and he’ll be truthfully loud and whiny from then on just because you accept him.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character):

He really really enjoys it when after sex, you place your head on his lap and innocently seek comfort in the warmth of his flaccid cock and balls while you’re both watching tv or cuddling or something.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes):

Red tip dick due to increase blood flow, very stiff and very girthy. Many many stiff textured veins. Big heavy balls.

Z=Zzz(How fast do they fall asleep after?):

Regularly he doesn’t fall asleep very easily , he’s a light sleeper, but his cock being warm in his pants after cumming for you helps him fall asleep better and faster.

[fate-mental-illness]

I finished Demian and have so many thoughts abt this book especially the queer undertones, this is all my opinion and how i perceived the story, its ok if ppl dont agree ik theres many interpretations! This story portrayed gender and Sexuality in such a fluid way it was oddly refreshing? The male is female, they are both, they are none, they are the world, glory to Abraxas

The character that most stuck with me is Frau Eva, not because i found her that interesting, shes a hot wise tree milf, but what she could represent is fascinating. To me she was another layer of Sinclairs repressed sexuality, mainly his attraction to Demian, some people will defend with their lives Sinclair and Demian were just Best friends forever platonic male besties and while i respect that i find it rlly funny do you often dream abt ur bffs dominating u or kiss them on the lips? Regardless! Sinclair has an obvious attraction to Demian since childhood, his teenage years filled with longing for him, then comes Frau Eva, shes literally just female Demian, looks like him, talks like him, and Sinclair is hit with this bliss, out of this world, while you can take it at face value and go milf coochie made life worth living (respect that) it felt to me like a sort of release from years of repressed desire, Frau Eva is exactly like Demian but as a woman, the gender society deems correct for him to like, and in his monologues hes unashamed and more downbad than before. Queer readings of Demian shouldnt be surprising to anyone knowing how damn fruity Sinclair acts + the theme of the god Abraxas and accepting yourself and your desires honestly, theres a theme of self acceptance i think many queer people relate to! At the same time though one must recognize Sinclair does genuinely love Frau Eva! He is a milf lover, but his love for her is also heavily colored by his attraction to Demian, so to me its a mix of both? Thats how i perceived it at least! Anyway!!!!! Emil Sinclair Bisexual king yassss wants the milf AND her son 😭😭😭 he needs to be put down

[aangarchy]

I appreciate your level-headedness in this crazy ass fandom. Love it but some of these peeps need to touch some grass.

Also do you happen to have any Aang headcannons???

SO MANY HEADCANONS

- aang is pansexual

- he has a decent singing voice

- him and ty lee are besties, ty lee teaches him how to braid hair to surprise katara. These hair sessions are also their Gossip Hour.

- i personally rlly like the idea of nonbinary aang, or gender fluid aang.

- he has a sweet tooth, sokka sometimes tries to bribe aang with sweet treats to let him borrow appa for the day

- aang knows how to play a few musical instruments (mainly flute and mandolin)

- him, sokka and zuko have a consistent bet running on whether or not katara will pick a fight with a fire nation official during a meeting. She always does, currently sokka has made the most money out of this bet

- aang and toph often have sparring matches to get rid of pent up rage, toph beats his ass every time

- i've said this a million times before but aang swears like a sailor. #Let Aang Swear 2023.

- the tlok official art of adult team avatar already kind of confirmed this but i imagine when Aang hit puberty he just grew like a fucking beanstalk. Like as an adult he's just massively tall for no reason and Sokka was seething at it for a good 5 years til he got over it.

- aang and katara don't actually enter a long term relationship at age 12 & 14 respectively. Instead they realize it was a bit stupid to start out that young and they both go through their respective journeys when it comes to love, only for their romance to be rekindled once they're 20 & 22.

- aang isn't just a good dancer, he's amazing at it.

[alsktudy]

— i like you.

» bestfriend!soonyoung x reader

» fluff ☁️, highschool au, mutual pining, bestfriends to lovers, jealous reader, cameos from seokmin, mingyu, seungkwan, cheol, hao, jun, wonwoo and chan, confession

» warning: none

» w.c: 2.2k

» a/n: this fic took way longer than i expected and its much longer than i expected too. i was originally aiming for around 1k lol but this ask helped w the plot since i didnt rlly know where to go LOL

you remember seeing soonyoung back on the first day of high school. you remember his jet black hair that fell in front of his upturned eyes, his braces that he swore were going to come off soon and his very, very, very loud and distinctive voice.

somehow, the deafening sound of kwon soonyoung wasn’t enough to suppress your interest in him.

there was something charming about him, but it seemed like that charm that you claimed oozed out of him was only apparent to you.

yes, some how you still thought he had charm even when screaming at his taller friend, mingyu, when he would accuse him of stealing a pencil or when he copies his other friend, seungkwan’s facial expressions and hand gestures he made when talking.

you personally thought it added to his charm.

one day you and your friends walked around the school during lunch and witnessed soonyoung whacking his head while trying to solve a math problem with wonwoo, another one of his friends, underneath the seemed to be dead cherry blossom tree.

you found it endearing that he was spending his lunch time to understand a concept while the rest of your friends found it embarrassing that he couldn’t figure out fractions.

you tried defending him, saying things like, “people have different strengths in different areas.” and, “maybe… he didn’t have a good sleep last night?” knowing fully well if that was chan, another one of soonyoung’s friends, you’d also be laughing at him.

the thing about kwon soonyoung was that he was always surrounded by his friends. he was either with his established friend group, talking to kids in the other homerooms or getting to know the kids in the other year groups, which was somewhat ironic since soonyoung loved to go around the school proclaiming that he’s introverted, but you had never seen him alone.

—

the first day you saw him alone was on an early tuesday morning.

you arrived at school early since you earnt a scolding from your mother and your teacher about arriving at school late, in your defence, you never woke up when your alarm blared in the morning.

you had never seen the school so isolated in the morning, well… to be fair, you had never been at school in the morning, so you decided to take a walk around the school by yourself.

you marvelled at how somewhat eerie the building felt, although it was just the start of the day, until you heard a faint sound of music coming from the gymnasium.

as you got closer not only did the music get louder, but the music now was accompanied by the squeaks of sneakers dragging along the gym floor. you slowly push open the gym door and peek your head through the gap to see kwon soonyoung, alone and dancing.

his sweat seeped into his white shirt that he wore as his body moved to the music, his body switching between fluid movements, focusing on his arms and strong and powerful movements, focusing on his torso and his feet.

secretly watching him dance, it occurred to you that you had never really thought about what he was like outside of school. you only associated him with what he was like at school; his loud voice, his insanely big friend group and his lack in academics and assumed that he was most likely the same at home.

thankfully, he didn’t hear you slip back out of the gym but it left you wondering how much more is there to kwon soonyoung other than being your noisy classmate.

after that tuesday, you decided to become diligent and began to come to school a bit earlier to try and catch a glimpse of the boy dancing get to school on time.

one morning, you were peeking through the door to watch soonyoung practice his routine until you get startled by a whisper, “he’s pretty good isn’t he?” you whip your head and see seokmin, you guessed it, another one of soonyoung’s friends. seokmin was notorious for being very loud and also being an introvert who was always seen around others.

your eyes go wide as you see seokmin grinning and give him a small nod before slowly stepping back from the gym door.

“hey where are you going? i was just gonna say you could go inside of the gym instead of just poking your head.”

you politely decline the offer until he grabs your arm and bursts open the gym doors, announcing his presence to soonyoung. although soonyoung doesn’t give him a glance until seokmin mentions that he brought someone.

soonyoung runs to his phone to pause his music and turns towards seokmin and you. your swear your face begins to grow hot as soon as his eyes meet yours.

“uh.. nice dancing!” you manage to blurt out after a few seconds of uncomfortable silence.

“thanks! oh, you guys dating or something?” he points to seokmins grip on your arm, earning a firm no from both parties and a quick drop of your arm. soonyoung immediately apologises to both of you, earning a sound of laughter from seokmin and yourself echoing throughout the gym.

that was the day your friendship started. the mornings before school quickly were unlabelled as a burden and was instead labeled as your favourite part of the day.

soonyoung invited you to watch his practices in the morning after seokmin exposed you watching like a creep through the doors, although he warned you that he most likely wouldn’t talk very much, being focused on the choreography, but that was ok to you, it was better than sticking your head secretly into the gym and leaving with a sore neck.

but being soonyoung, he couldn’t help but talk to you during practice. he asked for choreo ideas, even though you made it quite clear that you had no prior experience to dance other than just dance.

—

by now, it had already been more than 6 months since you saw soonyoung on that early tuesday morning and talks about feedback on the choreo was followed by more personal topics. your mornings before school were not only for practices, but became a time and place where both of you could open up.

“my dream? well honestly? i don’t know.” you say lying on your back while looking up at the illuminated gym ceiling. “what’s your dream?”

“my dream is to dance.” he says as he wipes his sweat off his forehead, taking a seat next to you. “or just perform in general. any where where i can be on stage.”

“i think you’d be an amazing performer.” you smile turning you’re head to meet his eyes.

“thank you.”

—

soonyoung’s charm soon became apparent to everyone else in the next year.

after his outstanding performance at your school’s arts festival, everyone, including your friends who laughed at him for sucking at soccer volleyball, began to see him in a different light.

a light in which you had always seen him in.

instead of laughing about how dumb he looked trying to kick the flying soccer ball, everyone began to gush and giggle over how cute he looked when fell on the floor. it didn’t help that he got his braces taken off just before the performance which made the other girls swoon even more as they began talking about how cute his smile was.

“surely you can introduce us to soonyoung?” one of your friends, jiwon, begged as she tugged on your arm. “aren’t you like besties now?”

you sigh and roll your eyes, “why can’t you just talk to him yourself.” you say as you try to yank your arm out of her hands. “see, he’s right there.”

“nooo, it’ll seem too desperate! please for us?”

you don’t introduce them to him.

—

what you hated the most about soonyoung gaining attention was that he flirted talked to the girls who were brave enough to approach him.

he didn’t even like her.

why is he talking to seoyun who has that dopey smile on her face? he doesn’t even know her. so why-

“stop glaring.” one of your friends, eunji, speaks while moving her fingers to your eyebrows trying to make you stop furrowing them. “you’re gonna get wrinkles early if you continue doing that.”

your eyebrows return to their normal state after she pushes them up. “thanks.” you say with a huff.

“i don’t understand why you’re so mad. he’s just talking to another girl.”

“can’t you see the way she looks at him? she totally wants him.”

“so..?”

“so… uh. can’t you see he’s totally flirting back?!”

“are you blind?”

“no…?”

“he looks so disinterested in the convo.”

“then why is he still talking to her then?”

“because he’s a people pleaser. you literally told us how you were worried for him since he said yes to every single performance opportunity that the teachers offered him even though he knew he couldn’t handle it.”

“it doesn’t apply in situations like this.”

“it does.” she scoffs, “you’re just jealous.”

“and why would i be jealous?"

“because…”

“because what huh? finish your sentence.”

eunji lets out a sigh, “well i’d love to finish if you’d stop interrupting.” and gives you a glare, “because you like him?”

you scoff, “ha.. like him? i don’t like-”

oh my gosh. you do like him.

you liked him before he performed at the arts festival. you liked him before he got his braces off. you liked him before he slipped in corridors when being chased by seungcheol.

you began to like him the day you set your eyes on him.

“finish your sentence…” eunji says in a teasing tone as she see you flickering through your thoughts.

“i do like him...”

“i told you.”

—

you didn’t mean to ignore soonyoung. it just happened.

it all felt quite stupid really.

i mean, you never dated him and he never hinted that he wanted anything more than a friendship, so why are you ignoring him like you two had a fight? or as eunji says, “a break up.”

before you’d turn any corner, you’d try to listen out for his voice (or seokmin’s… both works) to make sure you don’t run into him.

but that became pointless as you feel someone swiftly grab your arm and drag you through the corridors, causing you to run. you had a feeling it was him. the yell of, “kwon soonyoung!” by your homeroom teacher confirmed that inkling.

he ran with you through the main doors of the school then turned to run towards the blooming cherry blossom tree with a metal bench underneath. the same tree where you saw him try to learn fractions last year.

“soonyoung,” you say while panting, trying to catch your breath, “what the heck was that?”

he turns to face you and gives you a smile. “impulse decsion.”

of course. soonyoung and his stupid impulses.

“why have you been ignoring me? it’s no fun practicing when i haven't got anyone to talk to.” he says as he sits on the metal bench, tapping next to him, signalling you to sit.

you choose to ignore the question and don’t dare to look him in the eyes. “why don’t you just ask junhui or minghao to watch you practice? i’m sure they have much better feedback other than it looks good.”

“well, they aren't you.”

soonyoung and his stupidly sweet words.

“i missed you, y’know. it feels so empty in the gym.”

you sigh in response looking at the dirt underneath you.

“did i do anything wrong..? if i did i’m so-”

“you did nothing soonie. it’s just me.”

he smiles at the old nickname but begins to pout at your lack of explanation.

“i guess, i just thought you didn’t need me anymore. i mean you suddenly became super popular, i thought you’d find other people to invite to your morning practices.”

you liar. why couldn’t you just say the truth? why couldn’t you say “i was jealous because i-”

“i like you.”

your eyes dart to the boy sitting next to you, face plastered with disbelief.

“what did you jus-” before you could finish your sentence soonyoung takes hold of your hand and begins to run again, this time back into the school buliding. “soonyoung!”

you two run through the corridors, hand in hand before he yells. “i said, i like you!”

you couldn't tell if your face was hot from the running you two were doing or from his loud and shameless confession.

you two circle around the building before running out the main doors again and returning back to the cherry blossom tree. you hear your peers laughter echoing through the school building accompanied by both of you panting, catching your breaths.

“did you hear me that time? or do you want me to do it again?” he says looking up at you with his hands resting on his knees, back bent over. “don’t tell me you want me to say it again... i’m kinda tired.”

“i heard you this time…” you chuckle.

“thank goodness.” soonyoung lets out a sigh of relief before plopping down on the metal bench.

“don’t do that ever again. please.” you say as you sit beside him.

“nah i wont. it’s too tiring.”

you two sit in silence for a while and watch petals fall from the breeze until you decide to break the silence.

“soonie?”

“yeah?”

“i like you too.”

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[miiiwu]

what are your sexuality/gender headcanons for the young ones? I definitely see rick as gender fluid especially

rick is transfem genderfluid (he/she/they) to me, and he’s a bi butchy femme and a gay man depending on how he’s feeling (im just pulling this stuff out of my ass tbh). but she feels ashamed and terrified of being perceived as a ‘perverted cross dresser’ and has a lot of internalized (and externalized) transmisogyny and transphobia in general.

bc like she’s not just a binary trans woman but not just a binary cis man either and it’s hard to present how she feels internally without ridicule

the first use of the term genderfluid is in Kate Bornstein’s 1994 book Gender Outlaws, so i think he’d keep it mostly hidden until getting really into reading queer theory around that time.

then after unpacking a bunch of stuff he’d eventually be able to come out to the boys about it and they’d lightly bully her about it but also i like to think they grow closer after this bc they finally understand slightly better why she’s Like That (gay and annoying princess💜).

i do also enjoy transmasc rick interpretations but transfem rick is special to me 😌 peace and love on planet trans

i see mike as a stealth trans man, who’s lowkey bisexual but wants to appear as cishet passing as possible. vyvyan knows everything, rick and neil do not (yet). vyv probably did his top surgery lol

vyvyan is transmasc and stealth to everyone but mike (i feel like mike and vyv are childhood friends). but if vyvyan was around in the 2020’s he’d use he/him AND it/its bc it’s very metal.

like, he’s a binary trans man in the eighties but if he existed in a modern au he’d identify more with ‘rabid decapitated dogman corpse’ as a gender identity label than merely ‘man’ or ‘trans guy’

neil is apathetic about gender, but may be plantgender/xenogender or agender but these terms didn’t exist back then so he wouldn’t rlly do anything about it (even tho neil deserves good things 😔 heavy). i think neil is asexual panromantic and he’s very mopey about being ~~forever alone~~

again, the 80’s so he doesn’t have the language to put to these feelings :-(

i think they are like a horrible little polycule but without the terminology to express this, they are basically just some weird friends who stick around together and have some awkward romantic/sexual encounters and tension. and they just keep living together because they’re the only ones who can stand each other 💜 things could get more romantic from there but it requires character development and maturity lmao

i love rick/vyvyan and vyvyan/mike, but also neil/mike, but i think they all kind of date each other in a way lol

these are just my personal headcanons based on what i think fits into what we see in the show and my own experiences as a bi trans person but i’d love to see different interpretations in fanfic*!!! really i just love these characters so much no matter how their orientations/genders are interpreted in fics ^w^

* especially modern au’s because you just KNOW rick would be deep into pride flag discourse and post lengthy callouts about everyone who so much as looks at him funny

[tyangdoll]

i’m a firm believer in intak loving footjobs!!! teasing his bulge with your foot especially if you’re still wearing your heels after a night out or simply just jerking him off with both feet 😳 i think he’d go insane in the best way possible

he’s also the type to suck on your toe while fucking you with your legs on his shoulders imo

this fits perfectly with my hc that intak has a thing for sportswear/tights…

a shudder ran through intak’s body as you wrapped your tights-clad feet around his cock, the slight friction making him gasp. his hips jerked involuntarily, seeking more contact. “oh fuck yes…” he gripped your ankles, holding you steady as he thrusted into your grip, each exhale coming out in groans. “love having them wrapped around my cock… the tights make it feel even better…” he picked up the speed, chasing his own pleasure as precum started to leak from his tip. “go-gonna cum soon if we don’t stop…”

his back arched as you started to take control and work your feet along his length, the glide of your tights and the feeling of your toes pushing him closer to the edge. strings of incoherent curses fell from his lips, his voice breaking. “shit, shit, fuck! don’t stop, god please don’t stop!” his fingers dug into your skin as he uselessly attempted to hold back. it didn’t take long until his body convulsed as he came, fluid painting your tights and quickly seeping through the material. his cock twitched in your grip, jerking uncontrollably as he rides it out. “fuuuck…” his voice was hoarse, panting heavily as he tried to regain his control, his abs glistening with sweat. “that was so fucking good…”

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pls comment/rb/send asks with feedback!! this rlly encourages me ♡

[clovis-enthusiast]

What other Clovis ships do you enjoy? 🤗

(Other than Clovico)

AH HI YES HELLO i always forget to check for asks (and actually answer them as well. so sorry ares cabin asker one day u will get ur post... one day....)

i actually am a huge multi-shipper so the list of characters i ship clovis with is quite long! there are some i prefer and flesh out/explore way more than others for sure, but generally i think they're all very lovely 🫶

ANYWHOOZLE HERES A LIST OF ALL THE SHIPS THAT I LIKE(D) THAT I CAN THINK OF ATM!!

pollux

lou ellen blackstone (i prefer queer platonic partners for them but including anyway)

will solace (by himself or in a poly relationship with clovis AND nico)

jake mason (originated from one of my cosplayer friends apolloshalfblood who duets me as jake!!)

michael yew (originated from one of my cosplayer friends theturtleking72 who duets me as michael! i actually have a WHOLE lore/story behind this ship if anyone would like to hear abt it someday!!)

drew tanaka

mitchell

leo valdez

valentina diaz

butch walker

malcolm pace

dakota

octavian

damien white

jason grace

katie gardner

miranda gardiner (originated from a fanfic by mew-tsubaki!! note: that person also ships lacy and clovis which i do NOT condone. lacy is too young to be in a romantic relationship with clovis.)

sherman yang

nyssa barrera (originated from a fanfic by akheilos and delphin inc and inspired slightly by my cosplayer friend whatami.doing2!!)

alabaster c. torrington

piper mcclean (this was before she got together with shel so while i still like the ship, i feel cautious abt it just bc piper said she doesnt know what her sexuality is and since shes currently woth a woman, i dont want to disregard her potentially having a sexuality that woukd exclude clovis for one reason or another)

austin lake (originated from the artist baylx!!)

ethan nakamura (this is the most recent ship i got into actually! from a rlly good fic called even if you run away, you still see them in your dreams on a03 by mondtstadtlover6000)

and im probs missing a ton of others but these were the ones i could think of off the top of my head!!

(and then i also ship him with some of my own ocs :3 one is named marty diaz from the ares cabin, one is a daughter of hecate who doesn't have a name just yet, and one is a child of hecate named miles/miley!)

my personal favorites (besides clovico) are niclovill, pollovis, and (atm) ethan x clovis!!

and for reference, i hc clovis as somewhere between bi and pan but not rlly caring abt labels. also i hc him as being nonbinary/gender fluid if that adds anything to these ships lolol)

[letzte-der-welt]

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hi, im artemis, or mis for short.

im 18, viet, is learning german.

ace-pan spectrum, fluid-curious, he/she/they.

im 2nd stage parasocial, insomniatic.

im new but i rlly like tumblr, and also drawing, and also 2 of the above - my lovelies david tennant and sebastian stan. so yes i read/watch marvel and doctor who and shit.

i also interested in art history, mythologies, foreign literature, theatre works, diys, the art of translation, languages, stuffed animals, comics, actors, cats, space, music, puzzles i cant solve...

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My biases: The Doctor (9), Bucky Barnes, Bocchan, and Katurian from The Pillowman by Martin McDonagh.

My OTPs: 10jack, thoschei, 12clara, stevebucky, samdean, azicrow...

DNI: antis, minors, tony stark fans, 10th doctor haters, all of the bigotry shit.

other FAVS underneath!!